#this means alot - finally getting back into writing and being excited for it to is soooo good!!

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Omg I’m super excited for the superhero!charles au it’s something so unique im sure you’re going to write something super amazing❤️

aww thank you so much! i'm very excited to start posting it alongside the "fairytale-ish" series for him too <33

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After watching the Hot Ones interview I have a headcannon that Logan (hasn't tried it yet) CANNOT handle spicy food 💗😭 Ororo and the reader make some dinner for the whole gang at the mansion and Logan is going pink and seeing spots lmao "bub i can't feel my lips" sjdjjfkdks and rogue is fanning him as Ororo gets him some icecream 😭

Oh poor logan 😅. I wrote this as soon as I saw it ngl I just really loved it and had alot of motivation for writing lol I hope you like it <3 request are still open as always And let me know if you'd like to be tagged! There's no warning just fluff! Please like, comment and reblog if you do enjoy my work, it means the world when you do this!

Ororo was excited to try this new recipe and was even more excited for everyone to try it once it was finished. She asked you to help with getting everything ready for the night, and you were excited to help in any way that you could. A few hours went by, and once everything was ready and everyone was gathered around the table, it was finally time to try the food!

Everything was going fine. The food was actually really good, a bit spicy, but nothing awful. You were sitting across from Logan at the table and felt him tap your leg with his foot from under the table like he usually does when he wants your attention during these family dinners. You looked up and gasped. "Logan?!" Everyone looked over to see what was going on, and they gasped as well.

Logan had gone pink, was close to going bright red right in front of you, and he looked as if he was sweating. "Bub... I can't feel my lips." Rogue leaped from her seat and started fanning him. You got up and rushed to get him a cool rag to put on his neck. "Don't get up! I don't want you to pass out Lo, " you yell from the hall. As you were gone, Ororo noticed that Logan was blinking rapidly as if he was trying not to pass out.

Ororo got up and took the plate away from him before replaced it with a bowl of ice cream. "Eat this instead, I'm changing that beer for some milk."

You came back and placed the rag on his neck softly and started to help him eat the plain vanilla ice cream since he seemed to be shaking. "Honey, why didn't you tell me you can't handle spice?" you asked, and Logan nearly whimpered. "I didn't think it'd be this bad." He took small bites and rested against you as he ate.

Scott started laughing, and Rogue stopped the fanning, ready to yell at him for Logan if he needed her to. He let her because he did not have the energy to handle Scott for the time being. Logan closed his eyes and continued eating his ice cream as he tuned out Rogue yelling at Scott for laughing at his pain.

Who knew spice would be what took out the wolverine?

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my 200 - mark lee imagine

helllooooo, it's been a while😅 well to sum up the time i was gone, i've been busy with work, i cried alot after taeyong's enlistment, i secured tickets to see dreamies, i cried some more. i think that's it hahah anywayssss Mark Solo!!! i love love love the song🥺 and that's my inspo for this scenario, hope you like it!

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"So, are you still mad at him?" Haechan asks again. The same question he's been asking since the other night you went home upset. Ofcourse being your brother he knows you, he might be annoying as heck but he does care for you.

"I'm not mad at him"

"Then why aren't you talking?"

"Who says we aren't talking?" you asked back

"You haven't charged your phone since yesterday. I would know since I can track you. Number two, you're actually hanging out with me"

You hit him on the arm, glaring at him

"No but really, you good?" he asks

"I don't like it when you get serious. But to answer your question, no I'm not so fine right now" you finally admit

"So you two really fought? wow, never thought I'd see the day"

"Shut up, we didn't fight. I just said something and he freaked out then I freaked out now we're here" you vaguely explain, Haechan look at you with a confused look on his face.

"Care to share?" he prods

"I said I love you to him, I'm not even mad if he didn't say it back because that's not why I said it but the way he reacted got me thinking maybe I shouldn't have said it. There, now you know"

Haechan looks at you for a few seconds before shaking his head and walking ahead without saying anything else

"Yah! Where are you going?"

"Away from your stupid" he teases you, "I'm already upset enough, you can atleast pretend to be on my side"

He stops walking making you halt too. Haechan takes a deep breath before speaking as if he's preparing to make a speech

"I'm only gonna say this now because it's still weird my bestfriend is dating my sister, so you listen okay? This is Mark we're talking about. The same guy who let me boss him around just so I finally let you go out for coffee with him. The Mark that stayed with you at the hospital when you sprained your ankle and wouldn't let you lift even your finger for weeks until you got better. The Mark who would get coffee for you when don't even like the smell of coffee. I have to listen to him swoon over you every time we hang out, I hate it but I like him for you. Is that the guy you're doubting?"

As you listen to his words, all those scenarios play in your head. Each one making your heart fill with warmth only Mark could make you feel. Haechan and Mark have been friends longer than you and Mark have dated, he knows his bestfriend and you trust your brother.

"Then what do I do? I don't want to freak him out"

"If anything, I think he freaked himself out" Haechan chuckles, "Believe me, when it comes to you his brain cannot function right. He speaks many language but he forgets all of them when it's you he's thinking about"

You smile at that, feeling better.

"You're still coming to open mic night, right?" Haechan asks

"Ofcourse, Mark's still playing so I'll be there"

"Good, talk to him after. Not before, after. He won't get the words out if you talk to him before"

That night you arrived at the chill bar rented for the event. Mark told you a weeks ago he's playing, you were excited to hear him play live.

Just because you're in a bit of a situation doesn't mean you won't cheer for him. That's why Mark has been looking at the door ever since he arrived. Every time someone walks in, he gets his hopes up to finally see you since he had his freak out infront of you but it's been 40 minutes and you're still not here.

He should've picked you up. As your boyfriend, he thinks that's his job but Haechan told him the two of you will meet him there. Atleast you're coming.

"Hey Mark, you're next" Dejun calls him, gesturing to the small stage. Mark takes a look at the door one last time before walking onstage, strapping his guitar on before facing the audience.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the dark corner you concealed yourself from his view. You've been watching him watch the door, a pang in your chest when his hopeful eyes turn sad.

You watch him get on stage, getting his guitar and tapping the mic to make sure it's on.

"Hello... Hi... Okay it's working. Uh Hi everyone, I'm Mark. For tonight I'm going to sing an original song I wrote. Hope you like it" he smiles, earning cheers from the crowd.

You don't miss the squeals from the females in the crowd, whispering amongst themselves while looking at him in a way you don't really like.

Standing straight against the wall, you wait for him to start

"First you crashed into

my life and you just broke

My roof and my window

girl you had me shook"

You knew Mark's singing voice is good, countless times he serenaded you. Him and his guitar and you as his only audience.

"Who told me

love would come down

like a million rocks"

"You are my rockstar

Without you

I’ll always feel alone

When I’m lost

you guide me home yeah

You make my whole heart

When nothing adds up

I’ll be your number

You’re a 106 and I’m 94 yeah"

You can't even say or do anything but listen to him. Each word sinking in, in your head you're wishing to the universe that the words were meant for you.

In that moment, his eyes meet yours. Just like that, Mark's gaze changes. Like his purpose for being here finally arrived. Now he's not closing his eyes as he sing, he's looking right into your eyes straight into your soul as he says the words

"A million different stars but you’re the one

First you crashed into my life and you just broke

My roof and my window girl you had me shook

I’m living that Drama in my head again

Who told me love would come down like a million rocks

The rock you came with was an alibi

You and I we have the same disguise

Even that long brim of grey cap can’t hide

So till night rolls in again, together Can we rise up

You are my rockstar

Without you I’ll always feel alone

When I’m lost you guide me home yeah

You make my whole heart

When nothing adds up I’ll be your number

You’re a 106 and I’m 94 yeah"

The crowd cheers as he finishes the song but all he can see is you. He puts down the guitar then makes a beeline towards you. Everything else is background noise to him.

When he gets to you, he can't say anything. The words getting stuck.

"You sound great. The song too" you tell him

"Thanks" he mumbles, making you laugh. Instead of saying anything else, you just throw your arms around him, instantly he hugs you back. Burying his head in-between your neck and shoulder, a few days is too long without your hugs so he missed you terribly.

"I missed you" you hear him mumble

Tangling your fingers in his hair, you bask in his warmth. You missed him just as much. Any misunderstanding already forgotten.

"Let's get out of here" he says, breaking from the hug first before leading you out the door

"Where are we going?" you ask

"Anywhere, I just want to be alone with you" he smiles, giving you a quick kiss on the temple before the two of you started to walk with no destination for the night.

"So... tell me about the song"

Your intertwined hands swings in between the two of you, you watch him smile to himself like he just remembered something funny.

"It's called 200"

"200?"

He nods his head, "like you know 106 plus 94" he reference the lyrics to his song

"Yea that too, what does that mean by the way?" you ask, genuinely curious as to what inspired him to name the song 200 and the meaning behind the love filled lyrics

"94 days, that's when we had our first kiss. On the 94th day since we started dating. We went ice skating, then I walked you home. We kissed outside your door" he tells you, his eyes stay on the ground while yours stay on him

You can't even begin to describe what you're feeling right now. Kind of confused but also very very much moved with his words.

"and the 106?"

"You know... the first time we... yea that." he scratches the back of his neck, getting shy to explain the second reference but you already know what he meant.

This time you stop walking making Mark stop too. Finally he looks up at you, "So 200?" you ask

He bites his lips, his mind trying to process the words because he doesn't want to mess this up. He moves so now he's full facing you, pulling on your other hand so now he's holding both and you're now facing him too.

"There are a lot of meaning for 200 actually. But one of them could be 'Divine Timing', it means to trust the universe and Heaven are working on it, that you need to wait before everything falls into place. You know I used to think it would be so hard to fall in love, I used to wonder how would someone know that that person is the one for them. What if they're not? What then? I had so many questions, I had so many doubts" he admits, explaining the meaning behind 200

"Then like an answered prayer, you came into my life. I've never questioned anything since. Not until you told me you loved me, that night I was at lost. Not because I don't feel the same, it's because I do. I do love you. How is it that the girl of my dreams and my reality loves me too and she said it first before I could? Do I deserve her? Do I deserve you?"

By this time, tears welled up on the corners of your eyes. Mark looks at you in awe, wiping the few tears that managed to escape

"Sorry I acted that way, I had so many things to say but I didn't know how"

"Haechan did say you tend to forget how to speak when you're with me" you joke, making Mark laugh

"Well he's not wrong, you just render me speechless every time" he tells you

"So the song was about me?"

"Yes, and each and every song I sang. Some of my own, others I've picked because it reminded me of you. You are the music of my life, my only muse. I'll be your music for this lifetime" he takes your face in his hands, memorizing every detail of this moment so he could sing about it for the years to come.

"You love me?" you ask, pouting adorably at your boyfriend. He nods at you with a smile on his face before kissing you sweetly

"Very very very much. I love you, so so much" He whispers against your lips, sealing each word with a kiss like sealing a promise to you.

You smile with each peck, your grin growing until you were giggling. Music to Mark's ears. "I love you, too" you tell him

"I know you hate math, but when nothing adds up just think 200" he jokes making you laugh

"You and your way with words" you playfully roll your eyes at him

"You love me"

"That I do, Mark Lee. That I do.  

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a pencil, paper and an uncontrollable crush

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opla!luffy x reader

requested: yes (I mixed 2 reqs so idk if that counts but reqs are still open for anyone)

genre: oneshot but in headcanon form? gn! reader, artist! reader

warnings: none, just some fluff!

a/n: I won't be writing as often becusde I'm writing my final rn, also this is short because i have a hard time imagining luffy being romantic so... enjoy!

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now, it doesn't matter how obviously and hopelessly in love you are with Luffy, he's just not going to see it.

he doesn't see you make starry eyes at him, because his eyes are just as starry on a regular basis. when he catches you admiring him, he just assumes that you zoned out. (because he does that alot too)

so when he finds an incredibly detailed sketch of himself laying around on the ship, he excitedly goes from crew member to crew member, asking who drew it.

when he gets to you, notebook and pencil in hand drawing yet another portrait of him, you hang your head in mortification as he marvels at your work.

so imagine his suprise when he snatches that notebook our of your hands with a quickness to see what else you've steched in there, only to find himself on every. single. page.

I swear that his excited screaming is enough to alert other ships at sea of your exact location, but he can't help it, every drawing you've done deserves a reaction that fits how well you did it.

after he finds out about your habit, he starts striking poses for you and holding them right until your last pencil stroke on paper (or until he gets bored/hungry lol)

one night, you get a frantic knock on your door followed by Luffy's muffled voice yelling "are you still awake? I wanna show you something." so you open the door and he shoves a crumpled piece of paper right in your face.

you back up just a little bit and adjust your eyes, and you see a drawing of... some sort of animal? oh, wait nevermind, it's of you.

it's not the most artistically or anatomically sound drawing you've laid your eyes on, but it's... surprisingly detailed. he's drawn on pretty much every single visible scar, mole, freckle and mark, even some that you didn't know you had.

when you question how he managed to be so accurate, he tilts his head, pursing his lips and farrowing his brows in thought before answering. "Well, it wasn't on purpose, but I always look at you when you're around me. you catch my attention, kinda like food does!"

pause.

did Monkey D. Luffy, the strawhat captain, mister gum gum himself, just compare you to food...? moment of silence, because this is so much bigger than all of us.

after hearing this revelation, you cave and plant a quick kiss on his cheek as a thank you (and as a means to let him know of your more than platonic feelings for him), slamming the door in his face before he even has the chance to react.

p.s. Luffy doesn't have any idea why you kissed his cheek, but he knows that it made him feel good, and he wants to get one from you again.

[moved-lambyblurbsfics]

ik you wrote all little abt bully schlatt already but could you maybe make smth out of it? like a little fic? possibly smut👀🤭

just a thought, anyways LOVE YOUR WRITING!! BYEEE!!!!

I had alot of fun writing this! Thank you, thank you, thank you for your ask/submission <3

Your Bully, Schlatt

Summary: its finally your senior year of highs chool, ready to get out of this place and onto new stuff, but you still have to deal with your bully

Warnings:annoying schlatt

Word Count:723

Authors Note: May or may not make this into a series, idk yet, and I'm still trying to find my writing style. Ignore how all over the place stuff is, haven't written in a while. Getting my writing boots back on for y’all :D

Y/N POV

It's your senior year, and you're just happy to get this last year of high school over with and done, getting onto better things with your life.

You had plans for after high school and wanted to get away from these other people you went to school with. Especially your bully, Schlatt. He has always picked on you since probably freshman year of high school. You don't know why as your groups of friends never interacted that much or at all. But he's always just been mean to you. Making fun of your style, things you liked, or stuff you did with your friends. And it aggravated you so much.

First day of senior year, and you're already halfway through the day when you find out Schlatt shares a few classes with you. Which only makes you groan at the thought of having that semester with him in the classroom with you.

The first class you had with him, you walked into your biology class, kind of excited about what you'd be learning in the class that year. Only to immediately curse to yourself when you walked into the classroom and saw Schlatt. Sitting at the back of the classroom, leaning back in his chair, and resting his feet on the desk. He had a big smirk across his face as he saw you enter the classroom.

You avoid eye contact instantly, beelining for the furthest empty seat away from Schlatt. But it was still too close to him for your liking. The bell hadn’t rung yet to let everyone know that class was starting. Students were still coming into the classroom filling out some more seats. You sat silently in your spot, no one taking the seat next to you, yet.

But before you could call it clear with Schlatt not bothering you. But then you could hear a small whistle from Schlatt’s direction, you didn't pay mind to it trying to ignore him. The next thing you knew, Schlatt was now sitting at the table behind you, you could feel the smirk radiating off him as he moved his legs to bump your chair.

You started to get irritated and already over his whole annoying nuisance act, you whip around in your chair to tell Schlatt off. “Do you need something?” you asked him with a little angry growl to your question.

Schlatt just crossed his arms and leaned a little back in his seat, a grin on his face and shaking his head no, not saying a word making you more irritated. You turn back around in your seat hearing the bell ring signaling that class has started. Sighing in relief a little maybe the bothering would stop from Schlatt.

Your focus was on the front of the classroom, but you then heard the seat next to you at the table you sat being pulled out from the table. You glanced over to your right, to see none other than Schlatt sitting down in the seat.

You noticed Schlatt sit down only making you frown. The biology teacher got to handing out the packet that outlined the sections and stuff they were learning for the year, the class expectations, and the teacher's email for communication.

Schlatt quietly pulled out a notebook, as you did and some other students did as well. Writing down the information he was giving to the class. As you started writing down some of the supplies needed for the class, there was already a problem with Schlatt sitting to your right.

You're right-handed, and unfortunately, Schlatt is left-handed. His elbow bumped into yours now and then as the two of you wrote in your notebooks. Only making you more frustrated, you glance over at Schlatt with an annoyed glare as you look over at him. Only to be surprised with an almost apologetic look from Schlatt, not a thing you got from him ever.

Schlatt's POV Schlatt actually had a small, okay he liked you a lot more than just a small crush. He didn't know why he was mean to you or so rude. But he didn't know how to express how much he liked you. And since it was your guys' senior year, he might now see you after graduation. He was gonna try this year, and hopefully ask you out.

[mara-and-its-the-same]

Hiiiii

I love love love your writing and i was wondering if you could write something about jj x reader and reader is very easily exciteable ( like scatterbrain adhd) and talks alot and slowly Kie gets more and more irritated with reader and then she finally snaps and screams how reader is so annoying? And the boys are gobsmacked and JJ especially. I promise i dont have anything personal against Kie i love her but i dont think she would like me very much lmao😭😭

Thank you sm🤭🫶

Thank you so much my baby starfish, you're so sweet to me <3

This started really strong, then I got a lil lost in the sauce, so here you have 3.6k of JJ x Reader. I hope you like it 💖💖💖 r loves dinosaurs

CWs: Swearing, yelling, Kiara being mean, John B's dad is alive because I just can't hurt that poor boy but he's only mentioned once

JJ liked getting her alone. Every chance he could, getting them away from their respective friend groups, with their prying eyes and loud opinions. It was his favorite place to be, alone, with her. They’d been together for a solid while, getting together right before spring break. The pogues wondered where he’d been the whole week, after too many unanswered texts blowing up the group chat he gave in…and told them he was holed up at home, hotboxing his bedroom for the foreseeable future. Not that it was entirely a lie, it just wasn’t entirely true either. 

He introduced her to the rest of them at the beginning of the summer, a little reluctantly since they’d planned a date but forgot to actually plan anything. So with no other option, since JJ had no food in his house and y/n’s a/c broke, they went to the Wreck. 

Unfortunately for JJ, Kiara was working and Pope and John B had just gotten back from helping Mr. Hayward with something or another. JJ entirely forgot both of these things and only just remembered as he saw the Twinkie in the parking lot. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“What?” She pulled his helmet off of her head but didn’t get off the bike yet. 

“All my friends are here.”

“That’s a bad thing? I’ve met them all before.” She had; she helped John B pass his last Spanish test and was in a study group with Pope for their Civics class. Kiara knew her from Biology, she’d stay after every class to talk with their teacher about everything but what they just discussed in class.

“Yeah, but they’ve never met you as my…” he trailed off and she slid herself under his arm, putting herself in front of him, tossing her legs over his and leaning back on the handlebar between his arms.

“You can say girlfriend.” He fixed her helmet hair in a lame attempt to distract her from his shy smile. She scrunched her nose at the tickle of his calloused fingertips against her skin. “Oh right, you can’t say it without blushing.”

“Hell yeah I can.” He kept his hands on her cheeks and moved both of their heads in opposite directions to keep the sun out of her eyes.

“Say it then, Pretty,” she put her face real close to his with his hands stuck to her cheeks, nudging his nose once so he’d look up and she could kiss right under his jaw. She leaned back just slightly and held his forearms. “Girlfriend, girlfriend, girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend,” one kiss to her forehead, “girlfriend,” another to her nose, “firlgriend,” a final one to her lips. Not quite a kiss since she was smiling so hard at his mistake. 

“What?”

“You made me mess up, that was not my fault.”

“How did I make you mess up?”

“By being so damn cute.” He started kissing all over her face, her neck, her collarbones. 

“That’s what got you?”

“You always get me.”

“You trying to put the moves on me, Maybank?” She pulled him back up from her neck by a tug to his hair.

“Depends, is it working, l/n?”

“Are you trying to distract me so we can go somewhere else knowing full well that there is nowhere else?”

He let his head fall back against her clavicle with a long, exaggerated groan. “So it’s not working?”

“No, sorry,” she tilted her head to the side with faux sympathy, he thought she looked like a puppy. “Please? I’m starving.” He braced his hands behind himself so he could lean back and give her room to swing her leg over. He followed it with his eyes with no shame, to which she could only scoff a laugh.

When he finally regained his composure, “Can’t have my firlgriend starving, now could I darlin’?”

“I’m sending you back. I don’t even remember where I got you but I’d like a refresher on the return policy.”

“Ha. Ha. Ha. You’re really hilarious. I swear, you should take it on the road or somethin.” He said in a single tone. They started walking into the restaurant and he still held out his hand to her. 

She laid her head on his shoulder just before they made it to the door. “But you love me?” 

“Fuck yeah I love you.” He turned to kiss her head but it was more his cheek to her head and a kiss to the air above it. She loved it just the same.

“Good, I love you too.” She kissed his shoulder and was glad the heat permitted such skin to show, no sleeves in the way of her boy’s skin. 

“Alright, come on.” He almost dragged her into the restaurant but it was more of a rush to get himself in there.

Kiara was at the hostess stand and smiled when she saw him, the corner of her lip twitched twice when he saw who he was with, once at the hand he was holding and again at the girl it was attached to. Yet she still recovered quickly and kept up the perfect customer service act. “Hey Kie, how’s today been? Yeah? You know what I’d love, is if you could uh, get us a table at the back, kinda quickly?”

“What’s the rush, Jay?” She gathered two menus and started guiding them back.

“Don’t worry about it. Just-please?”

“M-hmm.” She sat them at a dimly lit table in the back corner and JJ helped y/n up into the continuous booth with the circular table. She thanked him with a smile and he slid in next to her, resting a hand on her thigh, warm skin under his rough touch.

“Thank you,” y/n smiled brightly at Kiara and picked up her menu. Kiara gave JJ a look that she couldn’t see with the menu in front of his face What are you doing? He returned it with a grave look, Let me have my last 10 minutes with her to myself in peace.

“Martha will be right over with your waters.”

JJ nodded and Kiara got the hint finally. 

John B and Pope came out of the kitchen with their little trays of free food. “We heard JJ’s bike pull up. He here?” Pope tossed a thumb over his shoulder to the dining area. 

“Yeah, actually-” they started walking away to go find him but she pulled them back by their shirt collars. “But, I think he’s on a date.”

“A date?” John B asked.

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound like him. You sure we’re talking about the same guy?” Pope held up a hand to approximately JJ’s height. “Yea tall, perpetually sweaty, doesn’t own a single sleeve in his whole wardrobe, different day different girl, JJ?”

“That’s the one. He’s in the back…Waaaaiit, wait wait. Don’t go yet, let them at least get their waters first.”

“Who’s he with?”

“Do we know her?”

“I don’t know if you do. I had biology with her. Y/n? L/n?”

Both of their jaws went slack. John B nearly dropped his fries. “Her?”

“You’re kidding.”

“Like she’d ever go for him, she’s too…” John B shook his hand thinking the words would come to him.

“Nice, kind, morally upright?” Pope offered.

“Annoying?”

“No. When has she ever been annoying?”

“In bio, she’d always stay after and talk to Dr. Dyer about literally everything besides biology.”

“Kie, I hate to break it to you,” John B put a hand on her shoulder, “I really do. But I don’t see what any of that has to do with you.”

“Because she’s just so…ugh excited. All the time.”

“As if JJ isn’t exactly the same.”

“They’re in the back you said?”

“Yeah, in the corner. Wait- I didn’t tell you that!” But they already had all the information they needed and were half way over there already.

JJ saw them wave as they approached then put his head on the table with a groan. They saw her try to coax him up with a hand scratching over his back and some nice words they couldn’t hear. And then they saw everything they needed to when she raised her other hand to wave and JJ’s bracelet was on her wrist. Oh, John B’s face said to Pope’s, This is serious.

But that didn’t stop them. “Hey guys, funny running into you two here.” John B announced, extra loudly just for JJ’s sake since his head was still down. He and Pope slid into the round booth on the other side of y/n. She pushed JJ up by the shoulder but his chin was still to his chest.

“Wow, must have really worn him out.” Pope said, followed by a stolen one of John B’s fries.

“Looks like it. You gonna make it hotshot?” 

He looked up sharply to flick his hair out of his face. She pushed it back and while they were so focused on each other the other two boys gave each other looks Oh shit, this is real serious.

“I’ll make it.” He let out a long and exasperated groan. “Pope, John B, this is my firlgriend.” Completely an honest mistake but he was just happy it made her laugh. “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t-”

“No, I know you didn’t.” He squeezed her thigh and continued.

“This is my girlfriend.” Oh, real real serious. 

“Took you long enough,” referring to how many tries it took him to get it right, not hiding their relationship. She actually didn’t mind it, she liked having him all to herself. “Good boy,” she pushed herself up to kiss his cheek and he leaned into it. She stayed looking up at him with a smile and the boys were waiting for him to look disgusted, grossed out, something, anything he’d usually do with girls that got too affectionate; but it never came. He was looking at her the same way he looks at a great swell of a wave, like she was an adventure, something he wanted to take on and knew he could. They saw it in his eyes and then, this kid blushed. This girl made JJ Maybank blush, hard.

“So what have you guys been up to?” JJ pulled her closer with an arm around her waist and she leaned back into him so she could face the boys. 

They talked about so many things and she was so animated and genuinely interested in what they had to say. She liked hearing about Pope’s dreams and aspirations, asking him so many questions about his scholarship and what kind of career he wants. John B told her about the theories he and his dad have come up with about the shipwreck and the treasure. She was so easy to talk to and never bored. How could anyone be bored when the conversations moved so fast. Every time Kiara walked by it was something new. Mr. Hayward’s business, Pope’s scholarship, what he wants to do after high school, John B’s Spanish final, who says ‘bon voyage’ the French or the Spanish, how different languages happened, Pangea, Panthalassa, what a fun word trapezoid is, how much the geometry teacher sucked, their favorite classes, the clubs she and Pope are in with both of them getting all excited about the ones they shared. 

“You should come to the chateau sometime,” John B suggested and she looked up at JJ over her shoulder, a silent what do you think?

“Yeah, it’d be fun,” all three of them picked up on his hesitancy. 

“Yeah?” He nodded surely in response. “You just tell me when.”

***

JJ loved getting her alone. Every minute with just her was heaven to him.

Unfortunately for both of them, he was under house arrest in purgatory. 

Pope and John B loved having her around. Kiara didn’t get the hype. “Kie, listen, it’s like having a puppy that can talk.” John B had had a few beers that were way higher percentages than he thought. 

“Don’t call my girlfriend a puppy, man.”

“Sor-*hiccup* sorry, but am I wrong? Pope, am I wrong?”

“Not really, like if she was a puppy her tail would always be waggin and shit and if she saw a leaf move she’d be like,” He turned around really fast and JJ thought he heard his neck crack.

“I still don’t get why that means she has to be over here all the time?”

“Do you have some sort of problem with her, Kie?” JJ asked, failing at holding the defensive tone off.

“No, I just mean why is she always around?”

“Because she’s my girlfriend, I like having her around and so do they. So kindly do me a favor and get the stick out of your ass. Hmm?” 

“Fine,” she put her hands up in surrender then leaned back in her seat, letting them all get back on with their evening.

***

By the end of the summer y/n was thoroughly convinced Kiara hated her. She’d hardly look at her and she’d never add anything to their conversations besides some snarky remark about how close it seems she and JJ have gotten. But she was never out right mean, y/n thought she was just reading into it too hard. 

They were back at the chateau, having some drinks to celebrate….something. Y/n couldn’t quite remember what. She was in JJ’s lap and he was talking to John B about cars or hydroponics, something. She didn’t know entirely but she was nodding along all the same. She was staring at his face, tracing his jaw with her eyes. She didn’t even notice she was doing it until he turned because of her finger tracing the curve then down his neck. He smiled at her, all soft and gentle and pretty. “What’re you up to, kid?”

She smiled back at him just the same lazy adorable way that she does when he catches her spacing out. “I’m older than you.”

“Barely, and that doesn’t answer my question.”

“You have a mole.” She put her finger back on it. “Right there. Since when?”

“Forever, probably.” He took her hand so carefully and held it in their laps instead, both of them twisting their fingers around the other’s like a kelp forest, slipping and sliding back and forth through the spaces between them.

“Forever? Really? I never noticed.”

“Ha- You never notice a lot of things.” Kiara mumbled loud enough for Big John to hear her inside. 

JJ’s fingers stilled, y/n just squeezed them tighter. Her smile fell for a second but she picked it right back up, looser, no teeth, not reaching her eyes or making the lines in her cheeks it usually does. “What do you mean?” JJ was going to cry with how small and innocently she said it.

“Hmm?”

“You said I don’t notice anything, what do you mean?”

“Nothing, don’t worry about it.” Kiara scratched her neck then took a strand of hair  to twist around her finger and check for split ends,

“I notice a lot of things,” she slipped off of JJ’s lap and into the seat next to him but let him keep their thighs pressed together. 

“I’m sure you do. Just like the note John B left to keep the door closed! Just like how Pope tells you over and over what his favorite color is! And when JJ obviously looks uncomfortable to anyone with eyes! You notice all that?! Of course you don’t, you’re so wrapped up in yourself you don’t know anything about anyone around you. All you ever do is talk about yourself, it’s sickening.”

“Ok,” she sniffed shallowly but JJ could still hear the shakiness in it, feel her leg bouncing against his. She can do this herself, JJ thought hopefully. She took a deep breath, “Seems like  we know what we all think of me now.” She started picking up the empty cups and cans within her arms reach. “John B, ‘s it ok if I ask your dad to take me home?”

“Uh, yea-”

“Hey, I’ll take you home.” JJ put a hand on her arm when she stood. She would only look at his hand, not his face. 

“No, it’s ok.” He could hardly hear her, something that rarely happened since she’d gotten comfortable with all of them. Well, almost all of them. He stood up, close enough that her arm was flush to his chest. She still didn’t look at him, only facing John B, pulling his cold glare from Kiara to her taught pout and watery eyes that broke his heart. “If he’s busy I can walk.”

“You’re not walking,” JJ tried to get her to look at him. She almost did but then Kiara started again.

“Maybe she should. Learn to do something for herself for once instead of getting someone else to do it for her, like she does every time.”

JJ pulled her to his chest and John B stepped in front of them. “Kie, I think you should go, man.”

“Right, like you guys haven’t been ditching me since JJ started bringing his new bitch around!” She flinched at the word and JJ pulled her closer. “Just make Kiara leave, right?! Not like I’ve been your best friend for years before she came around.”

“You wanna go?” JJ whispered into her ear. She didn’t trust herself to speak, she didn’t want to speak, so a nod would have to suffice. “Go wait inside.”

“Jay, no,” she weakly argued.

“I’ll be right out, please baby, just let me,” he left the end of his sentence hanging and let Pope guide her inside with a nod of gratitude.

John B was still trying to calm Kiara down, but JJ wasn’t into pleasantries. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you? Ever since you’ve started bringing her here you’ve been so distant, you’re so wrapped up in each other, it’s like you’re in your own little bubble and you never pay any attention to us anymore.”

“Could you stop speaking for me and Pope, Kie? Really. It’s enough,” John B sat back down while JJ and Kiara were getting in each other’s faces. 

“So you don’t find her so fucking grating you can’t even hear yourself think?”

John B pulled JJ back, just a bit further from her, “No-”

“No one thinks that! You think that because you’re so possessive over us for no reason! Kie, I’m happy with her, I love her. I love you guys too but not if you’re gonna be a fuckin psycho about it.”

“All I mean is-”

“All you mean is that you’re jealous, and you need to get the fuck over it.”

She scoffed at that, “I am not jealous, I’m not jealous. Why would you even say that?”

“Why would you say any of the shit you’ve said to her? Hmm? You can’t fuckin share. And I’m not asking you to.”

A strange look of relief flashed over her features, but was greatly short lived. 

“I’m telling you.”

“JJ, I-”

“I’m telling you, if you can’t figure out how to act like a normal fucking person then I’m not comin around.”

“I’m the normal one, she’s- she’s-”

Both boys looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to come up with a real negative about the kindest girl they’ve probably ever met, albeit the most distracted one.

JJ hummed when she couldn’t come up with anything. “Jombee, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“10:30 still?”

“You know I’m not up by then.” They did their handshake and JJ went inside while John B made Kiara sit back down and talk to him. Pope and y/n were leaned back against the counter, he had an arm over her shoulders and was finally able to calm her breathing. “Hey,” JJ came closer, slowly, so he didn’t startle them. “Hey, you feelin ok? Still wanna go?”

“Yeah,” she sniffed hard, “Yeah. You ok?”

“I will be when we get home.”

“Where’s home?”

“Wherever you want it to be.”

***

They rode back to her house on his bike. He carried her through the house, just to make her laugh, since she’d been so quiet. 

He threw her onto the bed then went through the shelves of DVDs, looking for the ones he was sure she’d like. “Not the Little Mermaid,” he pushed that one back in line.

“What? Why not the Little Mermaid?”

“Because she doesn’t talk, I want you to talk.”

“I don’t wanna talk, you do enough of that for the both of us.” He laughed a little at her attempt of a joke, but it was short lived once he realized what she really meant. 

“But I like your voice, I like what you have to say.”

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah, definitely.”

“About what?”

“About whatever you want.” She silently asked him for something more to go off of. “Here, tell me about this.” He handed her her weighted dinosaur and laid it on her chest.

“What about it?”

“Stop asking questions, start talking. Tell me why you like the squish feeling.”

“What do I get out of it?” He raised an eyebrow at another question but relented anyway.

“I’ll squish you.”

“Really?”

He nodded once, then thought if he looked at her smile any longer he’d melt, so he went to set the movie up.

“Your body is basically like, covered with touch receptors, and when they’re stimulated by, in this case squish, they release oxytocin, serotonin, dopamine, all those. And those are all the happy hormones, the love hormones, aaannnd you love me but you’d love me more if you came over and squished me.”

He hit play then brought a blanket so he could lay down and she could curl into his side. “You love me more than your dinosaur?”

“Is that even a question?”

“Uh, yes?”

“Of course I love you more than dinosaurs,” she nudged herself up to kiss his jaw that she could reach. “Dinosaurs can’t squish me, Silly, they’re extinct.”

(thank you so much for reading, please please please let me know if you want a part 2 and support your creators!!! ok??? (maybe not me, i kinda suck and only realized i never copied the last line over like 4 months later) But comments are like the most wonderful thing to me so if there’s any parts you particularly enjoyed just let me know <3<3<3)

“Of course I love you more than dinosaurs,” she nudged herself up to kiss his jaw that she could reach. “Dinosaurs can’t squish me, Silly, they’re extinct.”

[stolasdearest]

Hello I'm sorry if I'm bothering you but I had an idea about a hazbin hotel request, so what if everyone at the hotel (except Alastor) consider the reader a big sister who takes shit from no one, like will slap someone without hesitation if they talk bad about any of their friends, especially when Valentino tries something will literally beat him up until he's half dead. (If you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely alright and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight)

Hazbin x Reader (Platonic) ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

Warnings : Not proofread, implied Violence

I'm a little out of it so I hope this okay (Hc's for every hotel Staff excluding Alastor)

Reader is female

Charlie ❦

♪ She really appreciates your presence however tries to tone down your aggression on occasion, She loves your attitude to the other hotel members, a protector alongside Vaggie, maybe just more physical— and short tempered

♪ when you first joined the hotel she absolutely lost her mind in excitement at the fact you wanted to stay and also help out

♪ brings you around almost anywhere for moral support and protection,well..More likely the stares and scowls you give people who Charlie dirty looks

♪ she greatly admires your determination to protect everyone in the hotel

♪ she just loves you all around

♪ wakes up excited to greet you and see you again

♪ absolutely adores the fact you act like an older sibling in general, she wants all the family'ish love she can get her grabby hands on

♪ clings to your arm whenever you two are out, ranting about whatever you decide to bring up, shaking you and jumping around; your shoulder hurts from the sudden pulls

Vaggie❦

♪ she's suspicious of you the first time you arrive

♪ after she warms up to you she has your back every time, in combat, in a conversation; she's your nr1 defender

♪ she warms up to you ALOT, relating to you being protective by nature

♪ honestly refreshed that she's not the only one quick throw punches when someone says something out of turn

♪ quite Surprised at how fast you are to jump to the hotels defense, especially in front of anyone even overlords

♪ also respects you a bunch for standing up and not being afraid of anyone or anything, She sees you're willing to die on so many hills and she's here for it, Besties forever fr

Angel Dust❦

♪ at first he thinks you're out to get someone's head

♪ always invites you out for "I don't wanna get my clothes stained" protection, especially after you pulled an actual gun on Valentino in his defense

♪ drags you to his room to gossip, watch movies and just hang out with him, He really enjoys your company, you remind him of his Twin sister

♪ at your side all the time during his time in the hotel, You're funny and "many other things" but he's not going to specify what that would mean he'd have to actually be vulnerable and he's not doing that

♪ Starts to call you big sis as a joke, it then turns into not a joke and he's being serious (don't bring it up he will deflect)

♪ also becomes extremely protective of you in turn, You're now a important person in his life and he's gonna step in, even if you shout about how you can handle yourself

♪ confides in you about Valentino, then has to block the door so you don't walk over there and slaughter the entire Vee building

Husk❦

♪ honestly just grumbles about you and your attitude for awhile

♪ after a few nights of sitting at the bar and just talking, having a few drinks in the meantime he starts to finally open up to you about specific things, and you do aswell

♪ he starts to tell you to limit your intake of alcohol if it becomes too much at the bar, you raise an eye brow and tease him about caring and he turns away,cursing under his breath

♪ let's you pet him, in the dead of night when no one is around, God knows they'd never let him live it down oh my God

♪ when he first sees an outburst of you when someone threatens Charlie at the hotel he's surprisingly shocked, you seemed calm and collected and now he's watching Charlie holding you back from slitting a guys throat it's crazy

♪ laughs about it later when you sit with him at the bar and just chat with him, telling you it was a pleasant surprise seeing someone so compassionate for something

♪ never ever would tell you he considers you family, Husk Is absolutely too prideful and shy to admit he's got a soft spot

Niffty ❦

♪ Loves you immediately

♪ Sitting on your shoulder, climbing over you and dragging you to weird things shes made

♪ invites you to go bug killing with her, if you accept and actually kill something she is running around the hotel for 10 minutes squealing about how awesome you are.

♪ has tea parties with you 100%

♪ frothing at the mouth watching you threaten someone, she's throwing her hands in the air cheering you on with everything in her tiny body

♪ falls asleep on you constantly, depending on your size she might just starfish on your head and take a nap

♪ sews up your things for you if they ever get torn

♪ holding your hand constantly even if having to reach up for so long hurts her arm

♪ brings you things, Coffee,Tea,a snack...a dead cockroach?

Author's note : sitting in my pink soft chair definitely helped me write this, My back does hurt from sitting in this chair tho

Taglist: @charlessuu @k1y0yo @ihavetoomanyfictionalcrushes

[jazeswhbhaven]

The Encounter of Two Flames | React | Spoilers

I think this one will be short because honestly not much really took place for these parts? BUT I'll make it fun anyways!~

So we left off with Sitri wanting to speak to Levi about something....hmmm wonder what that is

Lol so Sitri has asked him nearly 100 times to go home and that's he's ready and this man still ain't said yes. I swear Leviathan is the most stubborn devil in Hell

He even calls him a child because Sitri is asking to go back to Gehenna and graduate. LEVI PLS

97th time ya'll

Levi is just telling him he's not ready to take another class over again and comes to find out that Sitri wrote a paper on tactics and it's being used in the cadet's manual for Hades LIKE

Sitri is literally like "damn just let me go home" in the nicest way possible. The fact that Levi is still arguing with him over it instead of straight up ignoring him or hanging him means something.

"I did everything for you" looking ass. Like Leviathan would be that toxic bf that tells you that you have no right to be upset because he's been paying your bills and taking care of you.

And Sitri has asked up to 99 times now and well, Leviathan has had it

Now see this right here had me be like ah, so he can admit why he's being stubborn. He wants Sitri to stay because he sees potential in him, he's loyal, calm and doesn't show arrogance. Qualities Leviathan likes in a subordinate is what I'm guessing here.

Now Foras, babes....jealousy is hot on you lol but I kinda also feel a certain way about how Levi took Sitri in and wants him so badly and yet Foras is right there. It's kinda like the "I'll always pine for him but he'll never notice me" trope and well damn Foras no wonder you decided to throw those feelings on MC instead.

Oh. Sitri's booty again. Lmaooooo makes me think of feral Sitri out there all caked up too and how no one could get close enough to notice.

But the devils of Gehenna have to have strong butts. Satan packs a powerful kick.

I imagine the necks of Hades devils are thick for similar reasons, their King uh...lol yeah

But anyways Sitri explains that it's not that he isn't grateful, nor is he that much of hater of Hades, he's just always been excited to return to Satan. Here in Hades he learned alot including how to speak and write. He has history in Hades and always will but...

And well 100 times does the charm ya'll because Leviathan finally let him go. Sitri was so happy he started crying and that surprised everyone.

damn is like no one emotional in Hades other than Barbatos with his sunshine happiness? Lol

AND with that the flashback of how they met is over. We are back in the present where Satan has dragged Sitri back to the pond where they met and it was no longer full of blood. He brought him back to help with the memories and extinguish the fire.

Whelp he done stabbed himself again.

But there's a purpose for it. And it seems to have worked once again by taking Sitri out of his 'feral' state and bringing him back to his calm and regulated self again.

It's so touching honestly that he's back to himself and is crying and remembering what happened. I feel sorry for Sitri getting so lost in himself that he was reduced to this state. All over a mistake and bearing the weight of it.

He's very stressed and needs more rest.

Leraye is such a good guy because like the entire time during this event he was very worried about Sitri's well being and even tried to help during the initial start of the fire. And now he's rushing up to him again to reassure someone he admires and I like that.

Also, Paimon is so sweet too. Giving Sitri encouragement as well!

AWH the Gehenna bois are coming to comfort Sitri and this is just amazing. Love our bois <3

And Ooop. Seems like Sitri has some fans in Gehenna from the devils as well. Like He's so loved it's very cute to me.

So while Sitri is getting his love and support, Satan ofc is passing out from blood loss and tells Ppyong to call a healer since he can't heal himself and well-

Luci??????!!!!

RIN AND LUCI?????????

So Lucifer was like "we are quite fond of Satan" and Ppyong was confused until Rin made his little debut here in the event. That's cute!!! So PB decided to throw him in here in his humanoid form.

Interesting. I wonder if he visits Gehenna with Luci in that form often and that's why no one really knows about him just yet.

Oh no Ppyong, he heard you...he's just very shy and could possibly piss himself if he were to introduce himself as your cousin. He was probably very thrilled to see Ppyong but again just didn't want to over exert himself.

He did say he wanted to go to Gehenna at first anyways during the Lucifer event. Part of his family is there!!!

And also, we get to see Lucifer's miracle healing powers in action! Which I'm glad because I was wondering how his healing powers work. It appears they are quite instant.

Sitri's body that was exhausted and growing cold warmed up and went back to normal state, Satan is fine just passed out. Ppyong tries to say that Lucifer's connection with Satan must be deep because of how they met buttttt not quite my little red lump friend.

There you have it folks. Lucifer being as straight-forward as always lol

But we also see here that he's observing Sitri and Satan sleeping like babies/children and he's contemplating why he finds them lovely. I'm guessing he always has these kind of thoughts because ya know getting used to being in Hell and not being an angel anymore has got to be a huge adjustment.

But it's okay Luci, you find them lovely because you just do I would like to think ^^ but ofc you being you....

o v e r t h i n k i n g

Just like your brothers do....lmao

And that's done and done for these two parts! We're down to the last two parts of the story ya'll and that's it for this event!

See you at the final post :P

[veronicafushiguro]

Okay I saw that you are taking requests so this is my swing at it. Can I get a Luffy X Fem Reader, and with Boa Hancock instead of being in love with Luffy she is in love with Reader.

Mostly I just need Luffy and Boa fighting for Readers attention. But no matter the end she goes with Luffy as a surprise to Hancock Luffy and Reader had been together.

Just some nice Fluff would be fine, Thank you for your time.

Of course darling!~ I had alot of fun writing this! I hope you like it!<3

Luffy X F! Reader

"🌹And a fight for Love💖"

TW: jealousy, angst, fighting?, Plus alot of Fluff.

Wc: ..... {🦋}

Enjoy!🧡🦋

It was a great day on the Sunny, you were resting on the deck with your head resting on the wall behind you and you were very hopeful that this day would be nice. Until you heard the news from Nami-san that we're going to 'the island of Amazon Lily.' you were quite excited for this, you wanted to see who people called 'the most beautiful woman' and you really were over-joyed at this news. But you thought of it for a bit and were a little confused on how they're even allowed in there, 'it's the island only for women.. right?..' you thought. as they were sailing you kept thinking about how we'd get it, I mean.. half the crew is men so how would that work? But you trusted your navigator very much so you didn't worry longer then you should. mid way to the only women island; Luffy saw you and his eyes lit up with joy, you could just see the happyness in his smile, he walked over to you and greeted you as you couldn't help but smile back at him. "Luffy!.. uh so.. I have one tiny question.. if you don't mind answering it, captain." You said. You were not sure if he'd be interested in your question or not but he was. "mm?.." the young boy looked quite confused on why you'd change the topic so suddenly. "Well.. Nami-san said we're going to Amazon Lily.. but how are we allowed there?.. half of our crew is men.. " you said, still wondering about the whole thing. "Oh! Boa.. me and her are.. friends.." He said with a big smile. "Ah I see.. " you still were wondering about the whole thing but at the same time you didn't want to bother him. You smiled at him and the crew finally made it to Amazon Lily. Boa didn't like you very much at first.. however then she saw how beautiful and stunning you looked and how caring and loving of a person you were. You didn't notice it at first.. but then.. you did notice how she acted around you. She'd blush at the sight of your beauty.. she'd normally be mad if someone as beautiful as you were to look upon her, but she fell for you. And she fell for you hard.. you didn't know how to react to it, I mean, of course you would.. The most beautiful woman is falling in-love with you.. what a rare sight to see!.. However, Luffy, on the other hand was quite mad about Boa paying so much attention to you, he found it quite irritating how you did nothing about it too.. nowadays Luffy and Boa would have little arguements about you. They tried to hide it to make you not to worry but really.. you were the only reason that Boa didn't already kick out your crew and Luffy. She didn't want to make you upset and she didn't want you to leave her but, she really was thinking about confessing her Love to you. Luffy was much more clingy to you when Boa is around then before.

Sure Luffy was clingy. But never has he been as clingy to you as when boa is flirting with you. Boa would always try to win you by her words of praise for you, but you were too flustered by two very hot people who are fighting over you, "I— uh- " you'd say at her words. And Luffy would just cling on to you and pout as he wrapped his arms around you tightly and kept you 'safe' as he would say. And boa on the other hand was very overprotective of you and wouldn't let anyone flirt with you but her. But oh little did she know~ ... Boa kept calling you to her Palace and Luffy kept refusing to let you go alone to her. And of course boa didn't want Luffy to go with you so she let you be. But oh did you think it stopped there?.. oh how wrong you'd be.. the both of them were very protective of you and would often cling on to you and fight over who gets to hug you. But one day when you were on the ship Luffy hugged you tightly from behind and nuzzled his head on your neck, you were very happy to see him again but you knew something was up as he didn't let go. "mm.. someone clingy today?~" you said amused by him being clingy. You smirked and your face was warm and full of Love as ever. "mmm.." he replied not letting go at all and still clinging to you tightly. "What's up?.." you asked, knowing it was something that had to do with Boa. "Nothing.." he said. "Is it about Boa?.." you smirked knowing he was jealous and found it very adorable. "Mm.. Maybe.." he replied with a cute jealous face.. "hm.. can we sleep together?.. he said with puppy eyes. "Awh Sure lu.." you replied with a warm smile. And sleep with him you did.

In fact when Boa found you sleeping with him she was incredibly mad at him. However she didn't want to wake you up ether way so she didn't bother you. But oh when you woke up she cried and cried and cried, with her mad face pouting at Luffy and he couldn't care less. You stand there feeling a little bit bad about it.. but in the end.. you still have your dream man.. and Luffy cared alot about you..

Okay so I finished this faster then I thought- I hope you like it @herwritingartcowboy lovee~

[nights-legacy]

Rachel

Nickname ( honey

Toshinori Yagi( my hero academia

She

My chacter is a pro hero her hero name is siren her quirks are she has the ability to control men women and creatures and make them do whatever she wants and she can control water she teaches at the ua and her and Toshinori Yagi like eacthother she younger then him she around Aizawa age she bff with him and mic anyway her and toshinori dance around eacthother alot and act like a married couple but they don't start dateimg till after the league of villans attack usj center and Toshinori finally confess to her and they start rk date he treats her like a queen when he retires she stays being a hero until after the war with the league of villians when Toshinori ask her to marry him and she says yes and she tells him she also pregnant *

Here you go! I hope you like it!! 😁

Masterlist ~ MHA Masterlist ~ #2

Give You So Much More - All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem! Reader

1923 words

Warnings: none except slight spoilers if you haven't seen MHA. (If there is any, please let me know so I can add.)

+Yagi and Siren have played the cat and mouse game ever since they met. Yagi never made a move because he thought he was too much her senior. They flirt on the constant nothing ever comes until after the USJ incident. The scare motivates him to confess.

"Who do you think for class roasters?" I asked effectively starting the meeting. Deliberations started up. We were in the days between the Entrance Exam and announcing to the students about admission.

"I want Bakugou and Iida in 1-A, no question." Aizawa said. No one argued with him. We all made notes.

"What about Monoma Neito and Midoriya Izuku?" I asked. I saw Yagi perk up and looked at him. He hadn't shown that much interest in the whole time we've been sorting. I lightly kicked him for his attention. He looked at me and I raised my eyebrow in question. He gave me a smile and waved me off.

"I'll take Monoma. He's got a great quirk but needs some humbling." Vlad said. "I think Midoriya should be in 1-A."

"No." Aizawa denied immediately. Everyone made a complaint. I saw Yagi deflate a little.

"Aizawa, he had the highest rescue score. In all my years working here and when I went here, I don't ever remember someone getting a perfect in rescue." I defended the young man. I shared a look with Yagi. "Sure he didn't do well in combat but that can be taught. That can be learned. His fervor to rescue can't be. He has amazing potential."

"Siren..."

"No Aizawa. You need to give that kid a chance. He's got something special." I gave him a firm look. He sighed heavily.

"Fine. Midoriya is in class 1-A."

"Yes!" Mic cheered. There were others who gave sounds of excitement. I looked at Yagi and he looked relieved.

"Okay. Let's take a break." Nezu said. After a few minutes, I found Yagi outside. I walked up to him.

"Now tell me why I vouched for Midoriya so hard." I bumped my hip against his. He chuckled and looked at me.

"What do you mean?" He asked coyly.

"I mean, when he was mentioned you perked up and when Airawa said no, you deflated." I said. I poked his chest. He just smiled but he didn't answer. "Come on. Don't make me sing to make you tell me."

"Fine, fine." He glared playfully. "I just see something in young Midoriya. It kind of reminds me of a younger me."

"Uh huh..." I narrowed my eyes on him. He wasn't telling me everything. "Fine, don't tell me everything but I didn't lie when I vouched for him. I believe in him."

"Thank you." I nodded and turned to go back inside.

"You can thank me by buying me lunch."

"You got it!" He called after me.

*Time Skip*

After a long first day, I was alone in the teachers lounge. I was lazily stirring my tea free handed with my quirk. I was writing notes on the students' beginning progress. It wasn't the best for any of them but what do expect for a Criminal tactics and psychology class. I looked over my shoulder when the door opened.

"Hey there handsome." I said when I saw All Might. He smiled at me before in a poof, he was just Yagi again. "How was your first day?"

"It was decent." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Want some tea?" I ask. He nods. I got up and walked over to the cabinet to grab his favorite tea. "I can make it. You don't have to."

"It's fine." I said waving my hand at him. I waved my hand and water came from the facet into the kettle. I turned on the heat to start it. I went back to the table and grabbed my cup.

"How was your first day? How did they do in class?" He asked, stepping up closer as I leant against the side of the table. I took a drink of my tea.

"Only a handful of all of them had any idea of what my class was about." We chucked.

"Who were those few?"

"Todoroki, Iida. No surprise there." I laughed. "Monoma, Kuroiro... Oh, and surprisingly Kaminari." I said, glancing at my notes.

"Well at least you're not starting from scratch with everyone."

"You said it." I said. The kettle started to whistle. I set my cup down and walked over. I turned off the heat before realizing I didn't get a cup out. I sigh and open the cabinet. All the rest of the cups were on higher shelves. I stood on my tip toes to try and reach one. Before I could resort to climbing on the counter, a hand reached past mine and grabbed a cup.

"I got it." Yagi said softly behind me. I looked at him over my shoulder where he stood right behind me.

"Okay." I reached for his tea and handed it to him. He put it in the cup and I poured some hot water in his cup.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." We stared at each other for a moment. I bit my lip as my heart started to beat faster.

"You know, Rachel. I..."

"Siren!" Mic's voice echoed into the room and I sighed. Yagi coughed a little and stepped back. Mic and Aizawa walked into the teachers lounge. "Oh, hey All Might."

"Hi Mic." Yagi greeted before turning to fix up his tea. "Thanks for the Tea Rachel."

"No problem." I nodded and walked back over to the table. Yagi bid all of us goodbye before leaving the room. It was silent for a Minute.

"Sooo..."

"Don't even." I interrupted Mic. Aizawa laughed as Mic complained.

*Day of USJ incident*

The rest of the staff and I rushed towards the USJ. Upon hearing the story from Iida, we all jumped into action. After arriving, the main villains unfortunately got away. I had sung the remaining villains into custody and the police vans. I glanced over at the ambulance where All Might and Midoriya were at. I wanted to go check on him so bad but had a job to do.

"Go on." I turned to see Mic. "Go on and check on him. I know you need to."

"Fine. But only if you go with Aizawa." I say. He hesitated.

"Go you two. We got this." Midnight pushed us both in our respective direction. We didn't argue and ran off. Both Yagi and Midoriya were half conscious when I joined them in the ambulance. I accompanied them back to UA and I waited in the corner of the room until they were deemed stable and okay.

"You both are insane." I sat on a chair between them and propped my feet on the edge of Yagi's bed. "Being reckless with your quirk is almost identical in both of you."

"I, I, I. Um..." Midoriya started to stutter.

"Relax, Midoriya. I know about the quirk transfer."

"You do?!' Yagi asked surprised.

"Yes."

"How?!" Midoriya squeaked.

"I figured it out." I said. "I did a little research after the selection meeting. I wanted to know what was so special about you. To my surprise, you were quirkless until right after the Entrance exam. Then I studied your quirk from the footage and since then and noticed the similarities to a certain someone. Not to mention Aizawa being suspicious about you two and coming to me for my opinion."

"Oh..." I looked at Yagi.

"Also, All might here wasn't very sly about his concern and interest for you." I smirked at Yagi. He chuckled and nodded. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me."

"Thank you." They both said.

After a while, Midoriya was allowed to go home and it was just me and Yagi. It was silent as I made a phone call to check on Aizawa. I looked at Yagi to see him sipping of the tea I made him as I talked to Mic

"He's stable and resting." I said after hanging up the phone.

"Good." Yagi nodded. He looked off into space. I went and knelt next to him.

"What's on your mind?" I asked gently.

"That's the closest I have been to death since the accident." He said while placing a hand on his scar. "And all I could think about was making sure those kids were safe and how I never..." He trailed off.

"Never what?" I set my hand on his. He turned and looked me in the eye.

"Never told you how I truly felt about you." He admitted. I looked at him in anticipation, willing him to continue. "I have had feelings for you for a while. I was content with the flirting and dancing we have been doing. I never acted on my feelings because of our age difference and..." I cut him off by leaning up and kissing him. I felt him freeze for a second before returning the kiss.

"About time you said something. I was beginning to think it was just me." I admitted. He chuckles.

"Definitely not." He leant forward and kissed me sweetly. "Now how about after I heal up and rest, I take you on a proper date."

"Sounds amazing."

“I plan to give you so much, Honey.”

*Fast Forward*

I return home only to smell the familiar cologne in the foyer. I glance down to see Toshinori's shoes. I smiled and quickly kicked off my shoes to go find him. I found him on the balcony. He was just standing there with his eyes closed. I lean against the doorway.

"Darling?" I call out to him softly. He looks over at me and smiles.

"You're alright."

"Of course." I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. He pulls me into his side. "Everyone is. Maybe a little bruised and some with broken bones but we're all alive."

"Thank god." He buries his face in my hair. He sighed heavily. "It's over."

"Yes. At least for now."

"Yes." He nodded pulling back. "But I know the future is in good hands. Young Midoriya, Young Bakugou, and the rest will keep the world safe."

"I'm confident in them as well." I agreed. "Confident enough that I am thinking of retiring or reducing my time as a hero."

"Really?" He looked at me surprised.

"Yes. I've done my time. I'll continue to teach of course but I want to start a normal life." We stood there in silence before he pulled my chin up to kiss me.

"Honey?"

"Yes?"

"I have a question for you."

"Okay."

"Marry me?" He said simply. I was stunned for a second before smiling. I kissed him softly. I didn't care that it was a simple proposal. I didn't need an extravagant proposal from the man I love. I just need the man.

"I would love to. Yes." He smiled wide and hugged me tight. I chuckled and hugged him back.

"You've made me the happiest man alive, Honey." I nuzzled his neck.

"Toshinori."

"Yes?"

"There is another reason I'm cutting back on hero work."

"What is it?" He asked, giving me a questioning look. I could see the worry growing in his eyes and on his face. I chuckled.

"Well." I took his hand and placed it on my stomach. He looks between his hand and my eyes.

"Are you ..."

"Pregnant." I nodded. "I found out just before everything. I didn't have time to tell you."

"Oh my..." I saw tears fill his eyes and he set his forehead on my shoulder. He laughed. "I never thought I would have any of this."

"Now you do. And I plan to give you much more." He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

"I love you Rachel."

"And I love you."

Tag List: @iris-shihabi @cl0verbby @lilparcheesie @keigos-baby-bird @evilunicorns4minions

[sassyandclassy94]

Water Under the Bridge

Bobby Moch x Original female character

Part 1 of “Let Me Spend My Whole Life Loving You” (my new Bobby x OFC series of oneshots)

Summary: Bobby suffers a bad breakup and thinks he’ll be alone forever (at 21 lol! Imagine that… Boy, you’re so young!) That is, until an unexpected lady walks into his life.

Rating: Teen and up

Word count: 8,776

Trigger warnings: I don’t know, there’s nothing sexual (as of yet). But breakup I guess? Insecurities regarding height

Author’s note(s): *This fic is purely about the movie portrayal only. Not the real Bobby Moch whatsoever. As always, I mean no disrespect to him or his descendants* Special shoutouts go to @groovin2beats and @i-am-a-lost-girl16! Rachael, thanks to you (and Luke himself with his tall wife) I’m obsessed with the idea of movie!Bobby ending up with a tall lady. I will now no longer accept any other headcanon please and thank you. As for @i-am-a-lost-girl16 ? I cannot thank you enough for helping me flesh out this lovely lady. Thank you for being so willing to hear and add on to the headcanons I send you♥️ it really means alot. And a very special shoutout goes to @youredoinggreat-honey . If it weren’t for you and your wonderful encouragement to keep going, I don’t know if I would’ve kept writing for this fandom. Your excitement for my fics and ideas makes me and my fics feel so welcome and worthy you have no idea! Thank you for not only encouraging me as a writer, but for bring my friend and for reminding me that I’m not alone.

Tagging: @applebutter-and-cinnamon (I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it)

Bobby inhaled, fiddling with the small box he had hidden in his pocket as he waited for Tilly, his steady girlfriend, to get back from whatever it was she was doing. They had been steadily dating for at least a year now and tonight, Bobby planned on popping the question. After putting money aside for months, he was finally able to purchase the ring he had his eye on a few days ago. He even talked to her parents; now all that was left to do was ask Tilly those four words. He exhaled. He really wasn’t feeling nervous at all; in fact, he was feeling rather confident and excited. He had known for a while now that he wanted to marry this woman. Sure, the economy was bad, but he was just recently named to cox the JV rowing team, which entailed a job, he was graduating next year and then after that he planned on having a job to support them as he went through law school. It would be hard, yes, but being that they loved each other, they would make it work, right?

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[fretarot]

How they felt last time they saw you! Pick a pile

Disclaimer- it’s a collective so might not resonate to everyone or 100 fully resonate, remember to take what resonates and leave what doesn’t, if the pile you have picked makes no sense it means it’s not for you at this time, maybe try a different pile!

pictures are from Pinterest

1. 2. 3

Pile 1

Okay so in this pile it looks like this connection was very hard and took a toll on the both of you guys mental stability and left you feeling shaken up last time they saw you, for some of you this could be someone that you work with or you have met in a social circle such as a party or someone’s birthday for some of you could even be a work event, in regards to how they felt last time they saw you I will say they didn’t feel the greatest, they felt hurt by you or rejected in some way or another, they felt like they can finally see the truth about this connection and what it is, for some of you you’re the one that’s come to this realisation and had a tower moment happen between the two of you, which both of you feel that you can’t turn back from, a lot of pain and deceit in this pile overall.

Pile 2

Very cute energy from this pile, last time your person saw you they felt so fulfilled and happy with you, this pile is giving me first dates vibes, so this could be a person you’ve met recently for the first time ever and you both enjoyed each others company, for some of you this could be a same sex relationship, your person felt like they are in the right time and place with you, feeling excited about being able to get the opportunity to get to know you, getting butterfly’s while writing this Bcz it’s that adorable! They felt over the moon, saying that actually possibly either one of you last time you two saw each other expressed how much you love the moon or you guys bonded over that, could’ve even met in the evening and watched the sunset together there’s something about the sky being here, and a beautiful kinda warm night! Whoever this person is they felt very lucky 🍀 last time they saw you.

Pile 3

Pile 3s I’m picking up on 2 different energies/stories here so take these as they resonate this could even be 2 people that are in your energy or there’s 2 different energies of you guys that are clicking on this!

The 1st one is this person Is someone that last time they saw you I don’t feel like you saw them yourself back, almost like they saw you walking somewhere and they never approached you, for some of you your person even saw you in their dream, however when it comes to their feelings its almost like they felt very scared of you, feeling a lot of anxiety and intimidation in their feelings when it comes to you, not wanting you to also see them, feeling like they have to be in the shadow and being worried you’ll notice them, scared of rejection, for some of you they could’ve even dreamt that you rejected them!

Now for the other energy that’s come through this is a past person or an ex, and for the majority of you it’s coming up that the last time you two saw each other was when you two ended things, seeing two figures with their hands covering their faces, like they are crying, a lot of pain here and two hands not wanting to let go of each other but picking of that feeling that they have to, feeling helpless, not being able to figure out a solution anymore, your person felt alot of regret and beating themselves up over not being able to fix things, very sad pile which is making it hard for me to even continue reading this but if you have picked pile 3 and your person is an ex or a past person you’re still grieving, trust me they are also feeling the same way as you :(.

[trashworldblog]

hey guys im gonna write about lore now because im a little drunk and i have Big Feelings and Ideas about the puppet show. LETS GOO!!

ok so some background: we know the substitute [the hologram professor] was defenestrated by ryan at the end of last season. we also know that defenestration doesnt ALWAYS mean that the person dies. (also can a hologram die? sources say probably not. i mean he can kick and bite but just because he can manipulate matter doesnt mean he can die per say. he can probably recharge.)

we ALSO know that the power box and victory algorithm are outside of watcher hq in the dumpster. this was revealed in 6x01 and DEFINITELY not a mistake. im like 95% sure this plays into what happens next.

so whats my theory???

i do think this season is gonna be pretty chill lore wise. i think after 4 and 5 we deserve this little victory lap and shane is gonna give it to us. im almost positive there wont be any post show lore bits (except for MAYBE the season finale) there might be more breadcrumbs along the way though! and i will be looking out for them

when we DO get into lore times, i think the most likely things to happen is something that threatens both the professor and beef boy or one of them. i think we explored alot of the internal struggles with their friendship and i think their friendship is solid and earned now. (and it feels repetitive to make them not be friends again). ive kinda been waiting for a team up, and im very excited for this to happen!!

so, my #1 theory is its probably gonna be the substitute coming back to get his revenge. probably with a little help to. top suspects are 1) genie, 2) the devil, 3) asmodeus? and 4) secret fourth thing (a character we dont know about yet) i am curious about what the substitute is gonna do with the victory algorithm. in the lore scene where hes watching the machine count, it really does seem to just be a machine that counts points like jokes and puns along with correct answers, and all it does is award a ticket for the winner. i dont see how that can be manipulated into being helpful for him.

we also gotta get those little puppets out of the wondreum arena!!! and the professor doesnt seem to know that they're stuck in there!!!! i think that is also gonna play a role at some point, but i can't quite place where it falls yet. maybe the substitute will mention it and the professor will be like ??? WHAT??? maybe that's first on the professor's priority list??? maybe they'll get them back before the substitute comes back? idk yet. but its definitely a factor and something to keep in mind. i remember the substitute saying that god said that they could send one representative to earth to figure the whole mess out anf they sent the substitute, im just curious how any puppet was supposed to do anything about that??? are they supposed to bring their now unanimated objects to the wondrium arena for the puppet souls to inhabit??? idk but im excited to see how this part gets resolved cus i wanna see the little guys get outta there.

[duck-short-depressed-king]

(A/N: Yes, Ive kept this a secret until now! You will be receiving. I know I said on my 'Blog Info' post I won't do none of these. SIKE! Im not deleting that off either. Hope you enjoy! Now my stuff won't be long as hell, so..sorry about that. Please do not criticize me for my bad writing. I'm not new to these fanfic stuff, I ONLY READ THEM.

Warnings: Body Parts / Flirting / Mild Cursing / Mention Of Perverting (A joke!) / OOC

🍎🪽Chapter #1

You and the King of hell knew each other for a while since the hotel has been rebuilt in all. But Lucifer here, started to develop feelings for you. But he kept them a secret because it wasn't sure how to tell you. But today, he built up the courage to go to your room and ask you out on a date. With a nervous look on his face, he knocked on the door. "Reader? Are you up?" He asked. It was pretty early within the hotel.

I just woke up from my nap, yawning. My hair a mess and I was in some really short pants, with a long shirt on. I walked over to the door and answered. "I am now..." I opened the door, revealing Lucifer. What could he want?

His cheeks flushed, seeing your hair being a mess along with the short pants that you were wearing. He tried to hide the blushed, but it was very obvious. "Can I.. um, come in?" He asked.

"Sure." I answered, opening the for him, as he lets himself in. "So, what do you need?" I asked, sitting down on my bed.

He closes the door behind him and then looks over at you, sitting on your bed. He couldn't help but look at the short pants you were wearing for a bit before looking at your face, his blush increasing. He sat down beside you, a few inches away from you.

He inhaled and then exhaled, gathering his courage before talking. "I need to ask you something... something really important."

I raised an brow. I can fell myself waking up alot more now. I brushed some hair from my face. "What is it?" I asked.

He swallowed hard. He tried to remain calm, but his heart was pounding in his chest like a hammer. He took another breath before talking again. "I've been wanting to ask you this for quite some time now, but I never had the chance to."

He paused for a few seconds before looking straight into your eyes. "I, um... Reader... I was wondering if you... I mean..." He got cut off, his nerves taking over.

"Damn it..." He whispered under his breathe, being frustrated with himself for not saying anything. Then, he took another deep breath before trying again. "I... Reader, will you... go on a date with me?" He finally asked, his face as red as a tomato now.

My eyes widened, my cheeks turning red as well. I mean, wouldn't it be kinda surprising if the King of Hell knocked on your door early in the morning and asked you to go on a date with him? I thought to myself. I always had feelings for the King Of Hell myself... this wouldn't go wrong...right? I had no idea how to respond to this, so I said the first thing that came to my mind. "Yes!" I quickly said, looking away.

Lucifer looked at you, surprised that you had said yes just as quickly. He expected you to at least think about it for a moment first. But even so, he wasn't complaining. He smiled, his heart now beating a million times per second. "Wait, really?" He asked, a hopeful tone in his voice.

I looked back to the ground, before looking into Lucifer's eyes. The yellow glowing, waking me up a little more. "Y-yes...Id love to go on a date with you." I said so shy. Why do I feel so shy all the sudden...?

Lucifer's heart skipped a beat as you said that you would go on a date with him. He was ecstatic at the sound of that and a large smile spread across he face. "Y-you would?" He asked, wanting to hear you say it once more just to make sure it was actually happening and not some dream from him.

I nodded, my blush getting even wider...

He was so sure that he was dreaming. This just couldn't be reality, could it? But here you were, sitting next to him and saying that you accepted. He was so excited that he couldn't even believe it.

He scooted a little closer to you, looking at you. "S-When... when do you want to go out then?" He asked.

"I-I think I'll be free tomorrow?" I answered, looking back at him. The blush finally fading away now that I seem less shy.

He nods, a soft smile on his face. "Perfect. Tomorrow it is then." He replied before pausing for a moment. "I... I'll come pick you up. What time works best?"

I really had nothing to do tomorrow, expect Charlie's exercises, which lasts about 40 minutes or less. I thought about this, and sighed. "I think I'll be free after Charlie's exercises." I answered.

Lucifer nods again, mentally making a note of the time. "Sounds good." He responded.

He looks at you for a moment, getting a good look at you. He noticed you were wearing some really short pants and a long shirt. He couldn't help but stare at your legs a bit, the shorts not covering much.

I looked at Lucifer, realizing he was staring at something. I followed his gaze down to my legs. Damnit! I forgot that I didn't have the proper pants on. "S-sorry! I should put some pants on so it doesn't distract you..." I apologized, getting up to get some pants from my drawer.

He quickly shook his head, looking away and blushing a bit from getting caught. "No, no, no- it's fine! You don't have to change. I don't mind." He assured you, not wanting to stop you from wearing them. He was enjoying the view, after all.

"O-okay? So your okay with this?" I said, confusingly. He kinda seems like a pervert right now, but...I don't mind? I kind of like him staring at me...

He nods. "Yeah, I'm completely fine with this." He responded, looking back at your legs again. He couldn't take his eyes off them, they looked so soft and smooth. He wanted to touch them...

He quickly shook the thought from his mind, trying to maintain his composure. He didn't want to get carried away, especially not this early.

I wondered, why is he still here..I need to get ready for the day anyway... "Uh, anything else Mr. Stare?" I teased, smiling softly as I looked at his flustered reaction to my teasing.

Lucifer blushed even more when you teased him for staring at your legs. He couldn't deny that he was enjoying the view, but he didn't expect you to call him out on it. He chuckled, trying to play it off.

"Hey, it's not my fault they look so good." He teased back, his eyes wandering down to your legs again.

I blushed again, as he got me back. "Was that a flirt?" I laughed.

He chuckled, a mischievous look in his eye. "Mayyyybe..." He responded, a sly smile on his face. He leaned a bit closer to you, his eyes still looking down at your legs.

"I mean, how could I not flirt with a pair of legs like that?" He added, his tone a bit more playful now.

"You kinda starting to seem like a pervert..." I joked, wondering why he had so much interest in my legs.

He chuckled again, his smile growing wider. "Guilty as charged." He joked back. He couldn't help but continue to shamelessly look at your legs. They just looked so damn good.

"But can you blame me, really? I mean, have you seen yourself? You're beautiful." He spoke, his eyes finally meeting yours for a moment. He was clearly enjoying this little back and forth.

I felt butteflies in my stomach. "Aww, thank you. You look handsome yourself." I answered back, I just realized were complimenting each other like corny teenagers. I snapped out of that thought when Lucifer spoke up. "Well, I got to go, gotta help Charlie...see you tomorrow for the date?" He asked me, a prideful smile on his face. "Tommorow." I answered back, as he headed towards the door, nodding to my response.

He nodded in response, his smile growing even wider at your agreement to the date. "Perfect. I'll see you tomorrow." He said, his heart fluttering again.

He paused for a moment at the doorway, glancing back at you one more time. "Oh, and wear those short pants again." He teased with a wink before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

I giggled at his last tease. I better start getting ready for the day and get my clothes for tomorrow. I can't believe im going on a date with the King Of Hell...

As Lucifer walked away, he couldn't help but feel excited yet a bit nervous. He had finally asked you out on a date and you had agreed. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now it was actually happening.

He made a mental note to himself to plan something special for tomorrow. He wanted to make sure that it went perfectly, especially since he had no idea how experienced you were with dating.

Meanwhile, I continued getting ready for the day. The nerves and excitement for the upcoming date with Lucifer filling my thoughts.

[localgardenweed]

Ok I was originally gonna write how I wanna go back to Eddsworld and do stuff for it again but felt out of the loop with the modern fandom and shit but ended up being a rant about how I hate Beyond so like gonna write this again but keeping part of the rant cause i need to share how much i cant stand Beyond again

So like I wanna come back to Eddsworld cause as much as it was a dumpster fire for me it was my first real fandom I was apart of online so it holds a place in my heart. I mean probably technically whatever I did on Framecast was my first ever online fandom space but shhhh that dont count i was but a wondering traveler looking for my place in the world. It actually got me into Eddsworld someone made a animation to Youth by Daughter and had me hooked. But still was very important to me and my art development.

Its so crazy to me cause i was into Eddsworld HARD in the 2016-2020 era where alot of the ig modern fandom was born i watched cities fall and crumble I was deep in the amino trenches, Pork Sodaing and seeing so much historical fandom events happen before your eyes. I was watching everyone consume every piece of Prince of Mints and Moho art I was a sucker for them which probably wasn’t okay for like a 5th grader but i definitely turned out all right /j.

I left for a little bit on and off cause Hetalia was choking me and like keeping me prisoner but like it still had a place in my heart for it but like ya know i still was there but idk now I just dont find the same spark anymore from the first go around. Something changed and maybe cause i just had my tastes change and maybe cause my ex-best friend was making fun of my oc all the time but i made him when i was like 11 and figuring out identities and ways to express yourself without sticking to the gender norms and dealing with alot of stuff at the time i finally caved and just didn’t feel the same any anymore about the show.

Cause I loved that fandom more than anything but, I don’t know I just don’t know how to get back that spark and go frolic in the fields with my TomTordOc love triangle of my 5th grader dreams and just be cringe and free and feel joy again but I just cant enjoy the material anymore like THEY ARE MASSACRING MY BOYS WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THEMM

It doesn’t hit the same and i know i dont need to consume Beyond i doubt anyone actually does at this point but i cant stand beside while they murder everything i loved about the Classic and Legacy eras.

Also just, I think I hit a road block with it too like, I got stuck on where to do and what to do with Eddsworld like. I make aus i made ocs i made a ask blog i made animatics, now what? And like idk i felt weird and like stuck in the mud with them. Also just had the friend falling out who was also the co-creator of the ask blog so now i dont know how to pick it back up all by myself again but them again i really was just doing it by myself all the time anyway so i just have to figure out how to get back into the swing of things

I have some ideas for aus and maybe just finally be free and bring my oc back from the grave for realsies and make you all consume it but, I don’t know. Im scared to come back cause also weirdly alot of the new fans are younger than me or the older fans are older than me so its kinda awkward, also im just awkward im scared to talk to people online, there is and were some people i desperately wanted to be friends with both in and out of Eddsworld but im too scared and either just watch from afar or abuse the Anonymous function in ask boxes. 

If i cave enough i might come back to Eddsworld to at least finish my lore for the ask blog cause IM SORRY I LEFT YALL HANGING I HAD SCHOOL AND THEN JUST FORGOT ABOUT IT but forever haunted by the people who like every single post and then i get excited cause i see like 99+ notes waiting for me and i think one of my new posts blew up but no its just the ew boys who screw around likes and reblog and the occasional comment

One day ill return to my rightful birthplace and one day I shall be free and one with nature and draw as much as I want for it and as many ocs i want without someone telling me its cringe or make more for the ask blog or hell start doing animation and animatics again

Ok here is the Beyond rant now if you wanna read it

I feel the difference between Beyond and Legacy is that, Beyond is trying to horriblycopy their older brothers Classic and Legacy and almost dumb it down a bit with more childish humor, and Legacy takes inspiration from Classic: It’s different but a natural difference/evolution. Or the fact a whole new guy was writing it all with a slightly different style so he wrote what he knew idk maybe a bit of a factor idk

Also i cant stand the Tord bait sorry I cant, especially when they used to like get annoyed by the fandom by asking and then just realized he was a cash cow so like now we get Tord merch and the hints and Tori and the skit with the cavemen like OMG TORD- and he got crushed by a rock thanks gang, cause like dude I think as much as we love Tord like maybe this go around respect Larson’s choice to like not use him in the series anymore and take him out but like ig that doesn’t apply to merch so yeah lets do one more go around bring out the red one. Or idk maybe they contacted him and was like “yo dude can we like use him for merch” but i dont think that happened. I think it was just better to leave him absent from the show and be like “yeah no Tord guys, no Tord” and we could have all had our thumbs up and be like “Ok Eddsworld Beyond we are okay with that”. Like I know Red October was for charity but idk it still felt weird to use Tord, like could this really not have just been the main 3 or like bring in some deep cut old characters or side characters did we really need Tord here.

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They finally bust the doors down of the court and steal Houston back. Dallas is one sensitive and overprotective boi.

Could call this a part 2 to (*cough cough*) but can be read as a stand alone too, this one is alot more audibly OOC tho.

So close, so close. Dallas couldn't do anything as he watched the clock. He had 2 more days before they would head out, finally with a date and time for Houston's trial and it hovered over him like a noose. dread and the prospect of just how badly everything could go at any possible moment. But at the same time, it shines like a precious blood diamond, riches nothing could compare to.

He didn't feel this jittery all that often, the sheer pull in his chest, head spinning. He felt like he would get sick soon, but it was all still in his head, and pushing it all down was easy after having gotten used to the adrenaline.

He tries hard to calm down, distract, look for something in the safe house to do. And it does work for a bit. sitting down and working with Chains and the weapons that just came in, beside Hoxton as he catches up with Clover and play around with new mask ideas to throw into the market. Making and moulding, an art form everyone agreed Sydney did oh so much better than any of them ever could. 

In any case, he tries, breathing deep but keeping his tongue to the roof of his mouth, calms himself in the face of the unknown. He was supposed to be the leader, the all-knowing and the one anyone could come to if they had doubts. I mean, this time Shade, of course, sat beside him in that role, so it wasn't all on his shoulders, but the hierarchy was still there, they knew him better than they would know Shade any time soon

While he was stuck in his head, the paper in front with a couple…arguably questionable sketches of masks, one of the doors open, Wolfs.

- hey gang, can I go raid a junkyard-?

It kinda comes out of nowhere, Shade on the other side of the room with tabs by the tens open, Joy on the couch with a Nintendo in hand, everyone perks up at the statement.

- Why?

- I need materials

- ...just buy them-

- no, I wanna leave the safehouse, we've been stuck here for a week now, please??

The group look at each other, possible reactions, and they all come up with

- I mean…go for it

Wolf gets a little giddy, a happy smile as he heads back inside his tech's paradise and packs some simple civi clothes, a bag to throw everything into and heads out. No one questions it, watching him leave and last they checked, of course, junk yards were free for all

Each looking back to their respective previous activities, all of it slipping their minds and writing off the question.

Turns out, not even an hour later, Wolf came back, looking dejected…an actual kicked puppy, as he walked back to his place, not even so much as a word.

The moment does come as a mild shock, everyone seeing the excitement before and the glum literally in the span of 2h.

Hoxton is the first to snap out of it, muttering a

- hold the fuck on, what??

Before dropping the mask template and heading to the same room, check up on why Wolf was suddenly feeling so bad. Dallas too sees this, leaving the pencil as he stands up and heads in behind Hoxton.

He sits by his station, spinning a screwdriver under his finger, a couple parts on the table but none finished.

- Are you ok wolf? What happened?

He sits up, dropping the screwdriver before crossing his arms, leaning back in his chair, now visibly more mad being reminded of just why he was back so early

- they…they've locked down the junkyard-

- they've fucking what??!!

Both Hoxton and Dallas hear that, and the sheer idiocy of the statement makes them look over with the most befuddled expressions.

It was a scrap yard, it was a place where people threw unneeded items. Who? In their right mind. Would have the audacity now to prevent people from walking in and taking what was deemed unneeded.

- Yeah, they have guards around the perimeter and cameras on every wall. Went inside and asked, said they refuse people to take anything.

It sounded dystopian. Hoxton grows angered, walking to Wolf and patting his shoulder, leaning in and a determined face to convince himself and Wolf that everything would be ok

- Common Wolf, you know our shtick. A little lesson

Wolf looked up, a slight smile once he understood what Hoxton was saying

- If you need it, let's go get it

With just a couple words, the duo grow huge smiles. Dallas looks on, a small smile of his own, mind elsewhere, a new mission, he could use a trip.

- Let's go

<Time skip>

A couple minutes later, Wolf was packed and ready, Hoxton beside him and Dallas swivelling a throwing knife in his hand, Pearl had overheard, and the idea intrigued her, so tagged along as she got dressed too.

A wave to the others, heading out with Twitch on speed dial and excited for a small midnight stealing run.

It is a decent trip to the junkyard but they do end up pulling up to an alleyway close by, leaving the van there as they hop out. walking up to the perimeter, it's honestly depressing how far this has gone. It looked like a watch tower was standing in the middle of the yard, a huge walls and barbed wire to prevent break-ins.

A nod is shared between them and they head for a long walk around. they eventually find the entrance, and to almost no surprise, 2 guards stand by the gate.

It doesn't take much effort, pulling a couple lures to taunt the guards away, they weave their way inside. And looking around, hearing the beeping they had programmed cameras whenever they were close, it was a crime how actually secure this place was, Even more so than the damn first bank of their new careers.

After splitting off only to all suddenly get pushed into a random transport container together again, they all look to one another.

Even if this was just a pass time, to obtain parts for Wolf's small project, they would go to any lengths to prove their point. nothing was safe from the Payday gang, so all putting their game faces on, head out to mark, weave, and scan their way into the yard.

Leaving in wake a line of open doors, unlocked computers, and even dead bodies, the group find their way through all defences. a little security now in the belly of the beast as Wolf communicates to take

- anything that looks interesting

Shade does come up too at one point, calling out that maybe hard drives or extra screens wouldn't be bad, maybe USBs or wiring material that the gang could melt down to raw materials could be of some use

So like walking into a shopping centre, they all head out with a small checklist, rummaging through piles of junk to find whatever they can. Some sometimes make too much noise, having to hide from the guards who had been assigned a set path through the yard for any misplaced objects in the place that had no order to begin with.

It was beyond confusing, beyond concerning but nothing in this day and age was simple, everything was monetizable. They would do everything to make a point. If push comes to shove, the people will do what is needed to survive.

They will kill for simple junk because other options where not valid

It takes a good amount of time before everyone is happy with the haul, so finding their way to an unprotected wall, they throw everything over, only one bag stabbing onto the barbs and needing to be replaced. They take the fabric scraps to not leave any evidence, and find their way over towards their getaway along with the bags.

Dragging them all 2 by 2, down 2 streets and into the alleyway, they finally manage to reach the van and throw every single one into the back, huffing out as they relax on the uncomfortable and unconventional bags of just trash that somehow was deemed mission material

However with no harm to any of the team, having a smooth, quiet run and even having Shade back them up more than once even while having said she didn't wanna deal with this heist, we all chatter on the way back.

It was nice, a moment to relax and forget, only by the time they pull up does Dallas get hit with the reminder

The place was so quiet, the van falling quiet with no hood getting popped and no muttering of bullet holes needing fixed…but maybe those comments were too engraved in his mind. we didn't have any bullet holes this time anyway

The pull returns, more painful than before and it takes everything to stay on his feet as he hops out the van and helps unload the tech.

This had no monetary value to them either, at least not a major one, so they let Wolf take the bags as he hauls them to his room, finally with pieces he needed and now a happy boy as he sat down and started fixing what he wanted.

Dallas finally back, again under mild stress and fear, rethinks maybe masks weren't a good idea. He needed something more definitive, so following Wolf into his tech room, he mutters a question

-hey Wolf, need help with anything?

Not knowing his inner turmoil, Wolf looks up happy, a nod and point to the other chair, free to bring it over and sit with him.

Maybe Dallas could reconnect with the others too. It has been some years.

Pulling up the chair, he sits beside him at the now slightly cramped table, telling the defacto leader what to do, explaining and having fun to distract. It was nice to let go for a bit

<Time skip>

The day was here, the Supreme Judicial Court before them as they found their first obstacle being electronics

Working together, they find their way in, Dallas the shakiest out of all, sticking in a duo with Joy as they go to the upper floor, finding out about the press and opting to finesse their way in with the press badges they steal with just simply bumping into the poor reporters.

Apologies and a simple slide of hand let the duo make their way to the courtroom.

As he stands there, he can't help already giving up, thinking there was no way they would let him and Joy in, but with a nod and opening the doors for the duo, he holds his breath. Walking into a room he thankfully never had the displeasure of officially standing in prior.

As Joy passes and makes her way to act neutral amongst the other civies to check out the cameras and the rest of the place, Dallas has his eyes rolling across the room only to see the bars, mask unfamiliar to him.

Legs weak, he holds himself together and walks over, looking over the personnel inside, a classical prisons attire and stiff posture.

He can only stand before the gates, blatantly looking at the mask and he can't help mentally cursing himself out that his face was blocked out by such a horrific piece.

Nonetheless, eyes sting, sharp inhale and shaky hand discreetly up to the bars.

Houston stands and watches like a caged animal, perking up at the sounds of the doors opening so late and locking onto the familiar faces. eyes only ever following the face of his own dear old brother, he sees the reaction, the light red that flashes across the bridge of his nose and the shine in his eyes.

While it felt good to see his bro, he could admit this was a little embarrassing too. The shaky hand up does say a lot regardless. And it was a pain his hands were chained to his waist, he could barely reach the bars.

The touch is simple, finger to finger of a rough bandaged palm with fresh lattes gloves. Franklin, for all his heisting prowess and skill, years in the same building and same room, relative by blood, he couldn't give in to looking Nathan in the eyes for that long.

To say he felt weak was a minor understatement. Meeting his team again was huge, but sad it had to be under these circumstances. Even more so when Dallas looked on from the outside, so much hung over Houston's head too, stuff he didn't see so whether it was meant to be or not, they were going to see each other one more time

The moment broke quickly, Dallas with a single tear now snapped back from the weight of all his emotions, looked up as a loud alarm went off and everyone scrambled for cover, his earpiece sprung to life as Hoxton apologised before Shade cut him off

-gigs up! You have Hoxton to thank for that. Looks like he wants a repeat of his own breakout. I've got Bile on his way, he will be over soon with the drill

Wiping the tear away quickly and breathing deeply, Dallas looks back to Houston, hopeful eyes and promises of freedom. soon as he takes out his mask and heads off to help his team.

Houston only watches, still a bird stuck in its cage as he watches the bullets fly, the drill getting set up and the movement of the team.

Soon enough, doors are open, Houston walking to the door and bumping into Joy as she looks down at his getup, kneeling down to undo the chains around his hands, freeing him from restricted movement.

But even if he wanted to just run, escape and never look back, the 4 held him back, and kept him in place, they still had rules to abide by.

Reluctantly, he follows, unsure who they speak to and often drawing his eyes to the new mask and white decked-out woman while he waits for the path to be cleared. Finally, the helicopter came down, a rope he was told to hold. while he had to bite his tongue and cling as hard as he could, he did feel happy for the teams interference

- took me out of jail just to tell me I'm going back to jail, tax dollars at work…

Even if didn't know what that second jail was, both parties still breathed a heavy sigh of relief when Houston was finally in the clear.

They still had a bit more to do, Dallas still had just a bit longer to wait

<Time skip>

Houston had to hold on tight, keep clinging to the rope as he was flown through the sky, the air swirling around him, his breaths steady as he finally felt free again

Bile had lowered to a rooftop, letting Houston fall off safely before landing the helicopter and letting him get in propper, uncliping the mask and letting it fall into his hands, a full lung breath of fresh air.

-Houston? It's good to see you man, been a while hasn't it?

-indeed Bile, it has been quite a bit.

Like the professional he was, he took his seat, headphones and Mic as he heard a new voice spike through.

-hey Houston, how are you feeling?

-who are you?

-sorry, introductions, names Shade

Houston looks out the window towards the city below him, attention slightly elsewhere as he comprehends just what is going and where he is going

-I'm in place of Bain now. I've got Bile heading to drop you off, Twitch will take you back to our safehouse and we can fix those hands of yours

While Houston nods, it takes him a second before he responds properly, realising Shade can't see him

- Yea…ok

He would soon be back home. It has been a dull couple of years

<Time skip>

Twitch finally pulls up to the base of theirs, unable to smile as he motions just where to go for the actual entrance with multiple paths having deadly triggers. Houston keeps an unimpressed look at Twitch's antics but it was weird to be asking for the front door to his own teams' place.

However, he listens, nods and heads off, letting Twitch drive off as he makes his way through the alleyway

Soon coming up to the door, he gives himself a second before opening the door, walking into the new base and long-time team members and new faces. It's only a moment before he is almost tackled, thrown inside and doors closed behind him as Wolf and Joy huddle to his sides, Chains behind him as he envelops the trio in a group hug, Hoxton and Pearl in the corner with a smug grin and genuine happy smile respectively. Shade and Dallas had been elsewhere at the moment, not thinking Houston would be back too early.

Being surrounded by… semi-familiar faces, he does have a mix of feelings. the urge for space and calm is huge, but so is the relief that the main 4 were still carrying on the brutal legacy. 

Weak and painful hands hold him back, unable for the deep hug he would have wanted but regardless he takes in the heat from the group hug and just a little, feeling his cold heart melt again and weave towards familiarity

Maybe they weren't too bad

As the group finally calms, sit down and start talking, handing him smokes and, for the first time, watching him drink an actual alcoholic drink, they can’t hold the smiles, even Hoxton with seconds of a genuine smile catches Houston's eye

As much as they might have been battling with each other over the years, enemies are often still the only closest friends you will ever have, and even if they couldn't admit it, it was still good to know the other was alive and well

Soon enough, Shade and Dallas came out from their small meeting, the duo hearing the fuss and looking over to the couch with Houston still in his bright orange.

Shade smiles and stays in motion as she joins the group, introducing herself propper with a light bow. It's short tho, and eye soon falls to Dallas. he stands still, almost stuck as he sees his brother's face again better than any camera could capture.

Houston sighs, if not a little embarrassed but figuring he had valid reason to react as such, he opts to stand up, make his way over himself. The duo now share the same height, Houston just a couple centimetres shorter, so looking up for a second, Houston can't help a smile. arms wrap around his brother's torso and as tight of a hug as he can muster.

Nathan responds with a hitched breath and a second before he hugs Franklin back, feeling his arms full again with something that meant surprisingly a lot.

The room falls quiet for a bit, everyone with their fair share of different reactions but giving them a second. Nathan soon pulls back, the boy still in his arms, with a happy smile and teary eyes

- happy to have you back

- happy to be back